People important to you, people unimportant to you, cross
your life, touch it with love and carelessness, and move on. There are
people that leave you, and you breathe a sigh of relief, and you wonder
why you ever came in contact with them. There are people who leave, and
you breathe a sigh of remorse, and wonder why they had to go and leave
such a gaping hole.

Children leave parents, friends leave friends,
acquaintances move on. You think on the many who have moved into your life
with hazy memory. You look on those present and wonder.

I
believe in Godís master plan for our lives.

People move in and out of each otherís lives, and each
leaves his mark on the other. You find you are made up of bits and pieces
of all who have touched your life, and you are more because of it, and you
would be less if they had not touched you.

Pray to God that you can accept the bits and pieces in
humility and wonder, and never question, and never regret.